"Why are you awake?" Cindy Clarke whispered.
Adrian Zhekova did not answer, instead he asked, "Why are you up so early too?"
He was carrying a little one on him so he couldn't turn around.
He could only struggle to turn his head and finally see the time on the wall clock.
"It's only 7 o'clock." Adrian Zhekova said.
His voice was still hoarse.
It didn't sound like he woke up naturally, but rather like he could fall back asleep at any moment.
"I got up to prepare breakfast." Cindy Clarke said, "It's too early now, Aunt Evans and Butler Howard might not be able to make it back."
"Then let's order some takeout, and you sleep a little bit more." Adrian Zhekova suggested.
They had only gone to bed at 2:30 in the middle of the night, and in total they'd only slept for a little more than four hours.
"Which takeout place would be open this early on the first day of the New Year?" Cindy Clarke laughed.
